[Verse:]
Parking lot littered with supercars
Guest list musicians
Model bitches, coke dealing, superstars
Soul glitter, nose sniffles, audio dope, docking the boat
Anchor and chain, solid gold rope
Double dutch honeys in a two seater dune buggy, runnin from me
We run this, Money, and I don't think you from here dunny
Your weed smell funny, your clothes too bummy
Them hoes too ugly
Meek told you it's levels to it
Buy it right the first time
Don't go back and add a bezel to it
I was listening when Jay said
So when I got paid I've been the same way
David Blaine blessed me baby angels
Diamond wings lift me over the games dangers
They don't invite me to they rap awards, it's all good
I don't wanna smoke my gas with ya'll
Interior leather, the texture of a basketball
In that '87, 93 octane in the air
And in the tank of the '87, highway to heaven

[Outro:]
Money on my mind, money on the line
Thinking 'bout paying me, make it on time
Scrape it into the shape, all straight lines
Don't overdose, dope audio
Audio dope